Bad Influence

Another Escape

Madara eyed all of the people inside of his shop, now don't get him wrong he liked having it busy... but not for this particular reason of being busy. He kept himself hidden in the back room, occasionally peering through the small circular window in the silver door, which separated him from the amassing women on the other side. Samui would tape a post-it note to the small window when she needed him to bake some more of something that had run out up front. He peered through the small window and noticed that all six of the booth seats lining the right side wall as you entered the store had young women sitting in them, and across from that there were women leaning against the drink refrigerators.

He tapped on the glass lightly, trying only to catch Samui's attention, but he knew that some of the women had probably heard him tapping the glass as well. Which they did, and upon noticing that they had heard it, Samui began tapping her nails on the glass counter top. The women sighed and looked back at each other as they all eat their random variety of pastries and whatnot. Samui then slipped into the back room and gave him a questioning look.

Her brow was raised as she watched him. "You know this is something I would expect from Naruto or Sasuke... this is just saddening..." she sighed as she stared at the grown man whose fingertips where hanging in the rim of the window, his red eyes glaring out the window at all the adoring women outside. "Who told them where I work?" he asked when he whipped his head around and scowled at her childishly. She rubbed her brow and shook her head. "I have no idea, but if you don't know either then who cares. They are making us more money than usual." She said calmly, trying to reason with him. He was going to have none of that though. "Well how the hell am I supposed to escape from here dammit!" he yelled with a childish whine.

She sighed once more and shook her head. "Then how about you go tell them that they need to go away." She began, then looked at him. "Are you alright? You seem kinda... childish today." She said and he sighed and slid down the wall and became a lump in the corner. He mumbled something and Samui raised a brow at him. "What was that I didn't understand... are you drunk?" she asked with a scowl and he sat up and turned a sharp glare at her, the speed at which he snapped around to glare at her surprising her. She didn't think she had ever seen him move so fast, well she supposed his ego was at stake there. "Screw you, bimbo. Who do you take me for? Jiraiya?" He snapped and she laughed.

"Ah, there you are." She laughed and he chuckled, but peeked out the window carefully once more. "There's so many of them..." he whimpered and she looked at him oddly. "I'm going to cry, Samui..." he whispered and she laughed. "What's your deal? You've always had women come in here, order food, and gawk at you." She said and he rubbed his face roughly. "Dammit sometimes I wish I was ugly." He sighed and she laughed loudly.

"I don't think there would be any part of you that could ever be ugly." She said and he smirked. "Except my ass, but then again I'm all ass now aren't I? So that makes your argument invalid because I can be ugly." he laughed and she laughed as well. "Yeah, well I guess your personality and pride could be considered ugly." She laughed and he grinned. "So, why don't you just follow me out there and let them get their fangasms over with already?" she asked and he sighed and stood. "If I die... tell Hinata I can't go camping with her this weekend." He said in an overly dramatic way, as if going out there was actually going to be the end of him.

Samui laughed and shook her head but opened the door for him, watching as the ear splitting fangirl screams rang out which caused both of them to cover their ears. "Hey, hey... don't go doing that now please..." he sighed as he pulled his hands away from his ears. His hair was all pulled back into a ponytail, except for a few random strands of his bangs that had fallen from the ponytail. "Sorry Madara-kun!" they all echoed excitedly and he sighed once more.

"Alright... so I have a question for all of you..." he began and they all squealed excitedly. He forced a smile at them and he scanned the crowd. "What exactly has brought you here today, other than me of course..." he began and everyone began naming off all of their favorite snacks that he had made, except for one girl. Whom of which had an answer that made both him and Samui blink at each other, a slight blush on each of their cheeks. "Well, I'm going to be blatantly honest..." she said and he glanced over at his busty blonde companion. "There is one... one person who came to stare at your boobs. And it's a chick... you have a fangirl Samui." He said with a cough and all of the women looked from the red head who couldn't care less, then up at Samui.